Bigger fish to fry

A very busy day at work followed by a mediocre dinner at the famous Carroll Street Cafe. The dinner was not helped by the public argument between a mother and her (30-something) son sitting directly to my left. The son's girlfriend looked quietly on and didn't say a word. She did pay the bill, however - perhaps in more ways than one.

I'm now moved back into my old, "real" office, which is an absolute mess. Everything is in boxes. There's dust everywhere from the drywall recently torn down/put up. The heat doesn't work. There's no place for students to sit. Absolute mayhem.